Punishing Jim

Karen spread her legs to reveal the pink wetness between them and gave a naughty grin to the couple standing at the edge of the bed. “So, when do we get started,” she asked as she ran her hands along her body. That was all the encouragement Gary needed and he was on the bed, kissing her feverishly in moments, while Linda went straight for the other woman’s pussy. Karen moaned and then, breaking off the kiss while Gary moved down to play with her nipples, smiled across the room at her poor husband Jim, who was trussed up like a turkey and made to watch as two other people played with his wife. She wondered what he’d do when she let Gary fuck her later.

Between Linda’s ministrations to her pussy and the attention Gary was lavishing on her nipples Karen was ready to come very quickly. Her hips bucked and she moaned, all the while never breaking eye contact with Jim, who was rock hard and squirming in his seat already. He wondered how he was going to survive the evening.

As Karen recovered from her first orgasm Linda stroked Gary’s cock slowly and gently; when Karen was back to a normal heart rate she moved over to Gary and Linda and the two women began to lick and suck and kiss at him, sharing his cock between themselves and sometimes stopping to share passionate kisses with one another as well. Karen left Linda to play with her husband’s cock and she began to focus on Linda, tweaking her nipples, running her hands along her body, and stroking and petting her soft skin. Linda fairly purred, making Gary twitch and gasp as he unleashed a torrent of his come into Linda’s mouth. She took it all then turned to Karen for a kiss, sharing the taste of him with her.

Gary leaned back, sated, and looked over at Jim who looked both aroused and angry and grinned at him. “You only brought this one on yourself you know. Karen told us all about your little transgressions.” Then he turned his gaze to the two women who were writhing across the bed and settling in so they could easily reach to lick one another. Karen was voracious and wild while Linda was slower and more deliberate. The difference in their techniques left them both aching for more and Karen slipped two fingers into Linda’s pussy curling them upward with a fluttering motion as she sucked hungrily at her clit. Linda came first, with a muffled wail that vibrated across Karen’s skin which triggered her second orgasm of the evening. Karen never stopped stroking Linda and slowly added a third finger and pushed a little harder, moved a little faster, determined to force another orgasm from her pretty blonde friend. Split seconds later Karen’s plan worked as Linda cried out again, her entire body trembling with release.

Gary was ready for another round at this point, but couldn’t decide which of the women in bed with him he wanted to fuck first. The ladies solved that little problem for him when Gary laid flat and Karen straddled his cock, rolling the condom down it, as Linda lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth. The women shared a kiss and Karen slipped Gary inside of her with a low moan, watching the look of anguish on Jim’s face as she did so. “How do you like being on the other side, Jim? Is it good for you baby?” And she began to rock back and forth trading kisses with Linda as they pulled and pinched at one another’s nipples as they had their needs attended to. They held onto to each other for support while Karen fucked Linda’s husband.

Gary groaned as Linda ground her pussy against his face riding him just as Karen rode his cock. The sensations were somewhat distracting, especially as Karen began to clench and squeeze her muscles, milking his cock. She wanted to feel him twitch and come for her just as much as she had wanted to make Linda come.

By this time Jim’s cock was nearly purple at the head from being so hard, but the look of jealousy in his eyes certainly didn’t match his level of arousal. He tried to speak around the gag in his mouth and was only left sputtering and drooling on himself. He just wanted this to end, wanted his wife to fuck him and only him. He knew he’d never step out again because watching this was almost more than he could bear. Seeing Karen’s head fall backwards as her body stiffened in yet another orgasm made him moan and the women looked over at him, seeing his face, and Karen briefly wondered if she’d driven him too far, but she didn’t think so. In fact as much fun as she was having, this could become a regular thing. Maybe one day she’d let Jim do more than watch. She’d always wondered what it would be like to have a cock in her pussy and in her mouth at the same time.

Linda and Gary came at the same time and Linda, for her part, was spent, while Gary just needed a break. He wondered if Karen would let him fuck her ass, but after Karen checked on Jim and loosened his bonds and gag, giving him orders not to move, they all settled into the bed for a cuddle and little kisses all around. Karen’s ass could wait.

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Honeymoon

Princess Adrienne and her new husband stepped off of the plane and right onto the warm sands of a small private island in the Pacific. Here they would be free to romp, play and enjoy one another to the fullest before having to resume their duties, although Gordon would no longer be expected to work as a guard, but instead appear with the Princess at various functions as well as on his own as a representative of the kingdom. The idea that he would formally be christened an Earl upon their return from the honeymoon somewhat unnerved him; he would certainly be happier if he could just keep being Adrienne’s bodyguard. But he had known exactly what he was getting into marrying his Princess as her father had explained it to him before he asked Adrienne to be his wife.

They settled into the small ocean front bungalow and Adrienne changed into a basic black swimsuit that hid everything it revealed. Gordon just stared at her; he knew he’d never get tired of the woman before him. Before he could change into his own swimsuit Adrienne was gone, walking into the clear blue water. He followed at his leisure just marveling still that she’d said yes. Tonight he’d show her just what that yes had meant.

That evening after a lazy dinner they curled up in the big bed together and just settled, content with one another. Finally Gordon couldn’t resist and turned her to him for a kiss. Adrienne snuggled closer kissing him back, still a little amazed that she was married to this man. They clung together sharing kisses for several moments, almost as if this were all new to them. And then it wasn’t new, but urgent and hungry and Adrienne whimpered at the sudden force of his kisses and his hands on her body. She pressed closer, wanting more of this, of him. And he gave it, hands roaming her bare skin, finding all those sensitive places that she loved to be touched, grabbing at her gorgeous ass, and overloading her body and mind with sensation.

Adrienne giggled when he playfully swatted at her rear end and had the audacity to wiggle it at him. So he popped her again laughingly and they played this game for several more hits before Gordon looked at her. “Kitten, is this your way of asking for a spanking?” She tilted her head for a moment as if in thought and then squirmed again laughing. “Maybe.” Her voice was breathy and soft. “Maybe? I think a maybe is a yes. You haven’t had a good spanking in quite some time have you?” “No Sir.” “Well, let’s change that.”

And Gordon quickly re-positioned her across his lap. She could feel his cock pressing into her belly and wiggled against him. He smacked her ass considerably harder than he had before. “Stay still.” He began to deliver rhythmic slaps to her ass, alternating cheeks and slowly increasing the hardness of his hits. Adrienne wrapped her hands around his leg and tried to stay still, but it got harder with each heavy smack. Finally when her ass was nice and red he stopped and rubbed at the inflamed skin which made Adrienne gasp. Then he trailed his fingers down her ass and between her legs. “Naughty girl. You enjoyed that far too much.” And he teased her body with his fingers watching her try to lift up to meet his touch. “Nope. Not yet Princess.” He moved his hand away and gave her ass one good final smack then pulled helped her to her feet where he motioned for her to turn.

Adrienne moved as he directed and when she came to face him again he was smiling delightedly. “Kitten, you’ve made me a very happy man. But you can make me even happier.” He scooted back up onto the bed, motioning for her to join him and as she reached him, his fingers found themselves tangled in her hair and he gently pushed he face towards his throbbing cock. “Be a good girl Princess.” His voice was slightly rough and she was reminded of that first time he fucked her on the ship. She definitely wanted to be good. Her warm mouth enveloped his cock and her head bobbed up and down slowly for a minute, then she really began to work. Gordon groaned when she sucked hard and had to resist the urge to nearly choke her when she hummed softly. Those vibrations made him want to return the pleasure and his hand left her hair. “Kitten, I have a challenge for you. Turn around and we’ll see who can make the other come first.”

There was some adjusting and giggling, but eventually the couple settled happily into a sixty nine position and Adrienne, determined to win, dove back down on his cock before he could so much as taste her pussy. Gordon pulled her closer to him and began to kiss and lick and nibble at her labia, swirling his tongue against her skin. He was teasing her, trying to make her lose her focus, but he quickly realized that his Princess was too driven to be distracted so easily. So he smiled and kissed her, his tongue tracing sensitive skin before delving lightly inside of her, savoring her sweetness. He licked his own lips and pulled her closer burying his face against her.

Adrienne, for her part, was enjoying his cock like a delightful treat, licking and sucking at it gently and then harder and finally taking him as deep as she could take him into her mouth. Each time she did this she tried for deeper; she was going to deep throat his cock one of these days and she thought if she could focus enough to do it now she might win their little game. Unfortunately, for both of them, they kept getting distracted by the other person’s ministrations and would stop to gasp or moan, to breathe, and to try and control their impending orgasms.

Gradually their self control began to wane and they were bucking and squirming against one another. Every time Adrienne wiggled Gordon would reach around and swat her ass, which made her laugh, which sent delightful vibrations along his cock and made him moan which gave her those same vibrations. But every time Gordon bucked his hips Adrienne relaxed her jaw a little more, letting him slide farther into her mouth before pulling back and sucking hard. She could hear his breath catch every time she did it and could tell he was fighting an orgasm, determined to make her come first. She was right on the edge herself and knew the instant he came she would as well and suddenly, desperately for release she was sucking him for all she was worth. He moaned and catching on to her idea wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. They bumped together awkwardly, but neither one cared as the moment she tasted him in her mouth her own orgasm hit and she covered his face with her come while swallowing his down like a good girl.

Gordon kissed the inside of her thigh and they untangled themselves laughing together about who won. Adrienne was adamant that she’d won and he just laughed and kissed her. His Princess, his Kitten, his wife.

Wicked Wednesday 312 – (Jacqui’s Lessons Continue)

After a short rest and more wine all around the men seemed ready to move forward with Jacqui. Her nervousness had mostly dissipated between the wine and the orgasm, but she was a little afraid that what was to come next would hurt and she voiced her concerns. The tall man gave a her kiss. “It will hurt a little, but I’ll be gentle, Doll. We don’t want to hurt you, just have some fun. You are having fun aren’t you?” Jacqui gave a shy smiled and nodded her head, “Oh yes. What you did earlier…with your mouth, that was lots of fun.” And she gave a tiny giggle.

All the men smiled at the sound and each gave her a kiss, all of them sensual and passionate, but the quiet one, his was the best. “Now then. A little vocabulary lesson, Doll. No doubt you’ve heard whispers of love making and other euphemisms for the sexual act, but tonight my dear, we are going to fuck you.” Jacqui’s cheeks flashed a bright scarlet and the men chuckled. “Come on Doll, it’s just a word, albeit one I doubt your family would approve of you knowing. Tell us what’s going to happen next.” “You’re going to…to, to fuck me.” She forced the word out, foreign as it was and then repeated herself more surely, more calmly. “Good. Now come here.”

Jacqui got up and sauntered over to the tall man, who was standing furthest from her and with a naughty grin only he could see, she added a little more sway to her step, offering a tantalizing view of her pert backside. When she got near to him he reached for her cupping her peach sized breasts in his hands and squeezing gently. He plucked at her nipples again and she felt that same electric jolt as before. “I like that,” she admitted to him, so he did it a second then a third time and watched her body shudder with pleasure. The other two men, both smiled at her response to being touch as well and smiled when their cohort led her to the couch where she’d been seated, bending her over the back of it. “Are you ready, Doll?” “Y-yes.” He nodded and she heard him undressing behind her. Her face became fearful once more and that’s when the other two men stepped forward, one to kiss her gently and the other to play with those lovely, sensitive nipples. Jacqui relaxed again and then felt fingers exploring her body. Just a single digit slipped inside, filling her and the feeling was so different from anything she’d ever felt before she didn’t know what to do. Her muscles clenched and flexed and the man crooned his approval. “Sure you’re ready?” Jacqui nodded, unable to speak and felt something brush against her there. Then a pushing sensation followed by a stretch that left her gasping for air. “Doll? You alright?” She nodded again her hands reaching into empty air, finding the hands of her other two lovers and gripping them tightly. “It’s so much…” “I know, but you can do it. You’re doing good.” And another deeper stretch and a sharp stab of pain that took her by surprise even though she’d known to expect it.

“There. The hard part is over. Now try to relax.” Jacqui took a deep breath and willed her body to relax as much as she could and felt a slow retreat from her body, before there was another push forward. She suddenly became almost giddy with excitement. She was being fucked. Gently, of course, but all the same it was happening. Instinctively she tilted her hips for a better angle and was rewarded by strong hands gripping her hips tightly as the man began to move, thrusting slowly in and out of her while she clung to the other two who by the time has begun playing with her breasts and nipples with their free hands. Jacqui moaned; everything felt so good. It got better when the man fucking her loosed one hand from her hip and reached around to find her nub and began to rub it in slow tantalizing circles. Her hips bucked and she began to thrust her body against his as the two men holding her hands smiled and nodded with appreciation. Flasher spoke while brushing a strand of hair from her face, “That’s it Doll. Do what feels good.”

What felt good right now was everything and Jacqui was quickly losing herself in the sensations she felt. Suddenly she froze mid-thrust and cried out as she had her second orgasm rolled through her body, causing her to tense and flex her muscles. He never stopped fucking her. “Do you want another cock Doll?” Jacqui’s eyes flew open and she watched Flasher step in front of her, offering himself to her. She stretched forward a little and took him in her mouth. The feeling of having two holes filled at once was enough to make her come again and she felt her own juices trickle down her leg. She knew she should feel guilty, shouldn’t be doing this, but oh how could something that felt so good be wrong?

The two men quickly found a rhythm, sharing her between them and Jacqui could do little more than moan and hang on for the ride. She was stretched and filled and treated exactly like what they had been calling her all evening, a doll. And she loved it. She wondered if she could have another orgasm and she focused on that pounding feeling in her body, the push and pull of the two men. The sudden thought that she might not ever have this again threw her for a moment, but then made her resolve to relish it all the more. And she sucked and licked and squirmed and was well and truly being dominated by the two men and loved it. That heady rush hit her again and she felt herself floating away on another orgasm, her third she thought and wondered why this was such a taboo topic and thing to do. As her cunt clenched around the man fucking her he gave a soft growl and thrust into her hard just before she felt a hot warmth drenching her insides. It made her twitch and then gasp as she realized what it was. She sucked harder at the cock in her mouth as the one in her cunt retreated; she wanted to taste it again. She wanted to feel it again too and was sincerely hoping that the quiet one would fuck her, but he seemed content to watch and stroke himself while the tall man poured himself a glass of wine. Jacqui sucked hard at the crown of Flasher’s cock and that was his undoing; he shoved himself deeper into her mouth, coming hard as he had before. She swallowed greedily and pouted a bit when he pulled away. On unsteady legs she made her way to the front of the couch and sat down, to take it all in. “More wine before we go, Doll?”

 

Wicked Wednesday 311- (Jacqui Learns Her First Lessons)

“Relax Doll, we won’t hurt you.” And she felt warm lips leave a trail of kisses along her neck as the same pair of hands that had unbuttoned her dress began to unlace her corset, freeing her to take a deep shaky breath. Her was clothing in a heap at her feet; she was lifted free of the pile of cloth and held with her hands behind her back as the men took in her nudity. Jacqui felt something hard pressed again her bottom. She grinned and gave a tiny little wiggle. “Mmmm, feeling feisty are you? Good.” His hands reached around and stroked the tops of her breasts slowly, not quite reaching her nipples yet and Jacqui relaxed into the tall man. Despite her vulnerability, she felt safe.

The other two, the flasher and the quiet one both began to strip down and she watched in awe as their bodies appeared before her. They weren’t God-like specimens, but she was not used to the male body in all its glory and to be able to look freely was, she decided, quite a treat. Flasher was playing with himself again and she watched fascinated as his hand moved over and over in a steady rhythm. She had a vague idea of what would come next and suddenly she found herself fearing that one of these men could impregnate her. The thought was almost enough to make her call it all off, but with a low groan the man before her orgasmed, giving her a look at something she’d never seen before and she was transfixed at the way the muscles in his arm flexed and the veins in his neck stood out. It almost seemed like it should be painful in its intensity. And seeing the sticky whiteness dripping down his hand only made her wonder what it would taste like in her mouth or feel like spurting inside of her.

A gentle thrust from behind reminded her of her surroundings and she tilted her head back to look up at this man. “Well, that was educational,” as she nodded in the direction of the flasher, “but what else will you gentlemen show me tonight?” “Whatever you like Doll. I saw how you watched that one girl get all filled up. Do you think you’d like that?” Jacqui blushed, knowing exactly what the man meant and knew that the three of them could easily do it. But she didn’t think she could handle so much. “I…I don’t think I could do that. It would be too much.” “Yes, it probably would,” he mused, “but what about this?” And he tweaked her nipples hard enough to make her cry out softly and then sag further into him. He did it again and she arched into the touch, amazed at how good it felt. She felt like there were sparks shooting from her nipples to that place between her legs that had begun to ache, a place she’d never dared touch.

Finally, the quiet one, who’d spoken not a word stepped up to her and placed his hands on either side of her face. “May I?” His voice was velvet smooth, filled with a confidence that Jacqui envied and she nodded, letting her eyes fall shut as he closed in for a tender, but hungry kiss, teasing her lips with his tongue until she opened her mouth. She was supported between the two men now and while one let his hands roamed her body, the other taught her sensuality with only his lips and tongue. Soon she was wiggling and moaning ever so slightly. She felt very wet now between her thighs and felt a need begin to rise. She wanted more. Her legs parted and she felt fingers brush against her mound carefully, testing her reaction. Hips tiled towards the touch she simply whispered, “More.”

With that she quickly found herself being lifted up and draped across a large armchair her legs spread and body fully exposed to the three men. The tall one reach out and touched her again. “You’re so wet.” And sucking his finger clean of her juices, “And so sweet. I think I want a taste.” He knelt down and leaned into her his hands on her hips. Jacqui watched as his face neared her nether regions and bucked slightly the moment she felt his lips on her skin. It was so different, but felt so good and she let her head fall back as he began to tease her with his tongue, licking and sucking at her until she felt as though she might burst. She was writhing in his arms and felt a throbbing in her entire body that only became more and more intense. It seemed centered between her thighs and she was content to enjoy what was happening to her; letting this man take her body this way was more than enjoyable. She felt something against her lips and opened her eyes to find her velvet voiced man standing there, his erect member bobbing in front of her. Curiosity got the best of her and a small pink tongue darted out to touch the tip of it. So smooth she marveled and she licked him like she might lick an ice cream cone, not really sure what to do, only trying to put what she had just witnessed on the stage into practice. His hand rested on the back of her head and gave a gentle push against her lips, just as he’d done with his tongue earlier. She went to open her mouth just as the man nestled between her legs found that perfect spot and she cried out, experiencing her first orgasm. Her hips went wild instinctively trying to draw it out and make the feeling last.

“Good girl, Doll. Now show our friend here some much needed attention.” And again there was an erect penis pushing at her lips. She opened her mouth and it was full in an instant and she almost choked. A hand moved her head back and forth until she got the idea and began to mimic the actions of a woman from the show, hollowing out her cheeks and sucking gently, then harder when her actions elicited a deep moan. She knew then that she was going to get to taste him in her mouth and she knew that she wanted to. Her skill was lacking but her enthusiasm was not and soon she felt a throb and a twitch and a hand holding her in place as a hot, viscous liquid spurted into her mouth. Salty, but not altogether unpleasant. She swallowed because she didn’t know what else to do. “Bravo. What a treat we have in you. And there’s more to yet to come. Have a glass of wine and catch you breath, then I’m going to take you the way a man takes a woman.” Jacqui shivered at the thought, obviously excited and let them pour her some wine and feed her fruit like some Goddess from the ancient times. She didn’t think she would regret this no matter what happened.

 

Wicked Wednesday 307 – Million Dollars – (A Million Dollar Question)

Gordon was incredibly nervous on the flight back home and while it gave Adrienne a slight pause, she assumed it was because they had agreed to have a chat with her parents when they got home. Hell, she was nervous about having that chat. She was also ready to leave again if the need arose. Adrienne had already made up her mind that nothing was going to get in the way of her and Gordon’s happiness. Not even a kingdom.

As the plane began its descent the pair shared several kisses that quickly went from tender to nearly scandalous before settling in just to hold one to each other for as long as time would allow. They waiting patiently as the stairs were rolled into place and attached and Gordon escorted the Princess from the plane as was custom. Adrienne was incredibly surprised to see a small crowd of people, including her parents, waiting for them and wondered if something big had happened in her absence. She wondered what was so big though that it could draw such a large amount of people to the airfield.

Once the pair had cleared the plane and their luggage was being unloaded Gordon froze, which in turn made Adrienne go stock still as well. She remembered the last time something like this had happened and was in no mood to have her day spoiled by something as terrifying as that first run to the air plane. After a moment he relaxed a bit but before they could take another step, he had done a rapid about face, standing directly in front of Princess Adrienne.

“Gordon, what is going on?” Her voice didn’t carry, nor did her face betray her confusion, but he felt it nonetheless and smiled at her. Tucking back a stray tendril of hair that had escaped her chignon he kissed her cheek, knelt down, and removed a small box from his pocket. His voice carried clearly, helped by the sudden silence of the crowd who hadn’t really know why they’d been asked to gather as they were. Gordon took one of Adrienne’s hands in his as she stared down at him, still baffled at his actions. “Your Royal Highness, Princess Adrienne, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He flipped open the small velvet box with practiced ease to reveal a beautiful black opal and amethyst band that would suit the princess perfectly.

She gasped audibly at his words and thought that her father might kill them both for something like this, but she dared not risk a glance in that direction. Instead she focused on Gordon alone and let a smile spread across her face. It was her turn for her voice to carry and everyone clearly heard her say, “Yes Gordon Abbot, I will be your wife.” He slid the ring onto her finger and pulled her into his arms as he stood, then picked her up and spun her around in a most unroyal fashion. Adrienne, too busy laughing with joy, hadn’t noticed the cheers and applause from the gathered party until just now as her parents moved forward to congratulate them both. The king gave a broad grin as he shook Gordon’s hand, “You pulled that off admirably well my boy. I think you even surprised my girl here.” “Wait, what? You knew about this Dad? Mom?” The pair both nodded at the same time as Gordon smiled at her. She looked at him incredulously for an instant then shrugged her shoulders, decided propriety be damned, and gave him a fierce loving kiss for all the world to see.

There was much celebrating to be done, a dinner where Gordon explained the entire tale to Adrienne, regarding having approached her father and telling him (almost) everything before receiving the older man’s blessing, after a thorough questioning of course, and many plans to be made. Adrienne left that bit largely to her mother who loved planning events as much as she herself hated them. And several months hence, a royal wedding occurred.

The moment the wedding and reception were done, the instant they could slip away, they did. And they hid in the garden sharing kisses like a pair of teenagers. Adrienne gave a naughty giggle and shifting her heavy skirt she sat down on a bench in front of Gordon. Before he could get a word out she was undoing his fly to wrap first her fingers then her mouth around his rapidly hardening cock. She bobbed up and down on it getting it good and wet and then pulled away licking him like a lollipop. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock and he moaned softly. “Shhh. Someone will hear you.” She gave a devilish smile and resumed her task, sucking him deep and hard into her mouth. This time he bit his tongue rather than make a sound because he knew she was right. Just because they were well hidden didn’t mean they couldn’t be overheard. And the thought of that made him even harder. Adrienne suppressed a giggle and hummed very softly letting him feel those vibrations while she worked his cock with her mouth. She loved pulling away from him with a soft but audible “Pop!” as she released and then diving back down to take as much of him into her mouth and throat as she could. Suddenly they both heard footsteps nearby and Adrienne jumped while Gordon was more turned on by the noise and instantly shot into her mouth. Adrienne just managed to swallow and Gordon adjust his clothing before the king and queen rounded the corner.

“There you two are! The plane is at the airfield ready for your preferred honeymoon destination. You two should sneak out of here while you can.” The pair smiled at the queen and Gordon dropped a kiss on Adrienne’s head. “Sounds like a good idea to me. “Princess?” Adrienne stood and took Gordon’s arm. “So, where shall we go that requires you to keep guarding my body?” And she gave him a saucy wink as they waved goodbye to her parents.

This is the finale to a several part series. You can find the other stories (in order) here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. Hopefully, you’ve enjoyed reading about Gordon and Adrienne as much as I have writing about them.

 

Wicked Wednesday – 304 – (A Guard and His Princess…Again)

 

Several months and many arguments later, Adrienne’s father agreed that while she was a princess and would be required to act as such, she was free to live her life as she saw fit provided she brought no shame to them or theirs. Her duties were few and she often conducted them in her own unique ways that only endeared her to people the world over. It seemed that her disappearance and subsequent reappearance was taken in stride and despite the gossip rags best speculations, nothing was ever released on the matter.

Gordon Abbot returned to his duties as just another guard, albeit one with a knack for finding missing objects. He spoke to no one about his time with the Princess. He still saw her from time to time, her hair back to its natural mahogany shade, her blue eyes seemingly happy, but they did not speak. Oh how he wanted to though, just to whisper “Hello, Kitten.” as they passed one another in a hallway. He wondered what she would do if he did it. How she would react. Would it stop her in her tracks? Would she blush remembering the time they shared together? Or would she just move on? That last question was part of what kept him quiet, between that and propriety he knew he wouldn’t say a word. But oh how he missed her.

Adrienne missed him as well. She found herself wishing she knew where he lived when he wasn’t working. She wondered if she could find out, could reach him without the whole palace finding out; casual dalliances would be somewhat unseemly even for the headstrong and willful princess that she was. She cried herself to sleep many nights, wondering what could have been.

Until, once again, fate and circumstance threw Adrienne and Gordon together. She would be going abroad, this time for diplomatic reasons, but after her last disappearance her father decided that having a bodyguard to keep her in check was a good idea and who better than the one who had brought her home to him. Both of them wondered what this trip might hold. They were stiff and formal in front of her family as they left, but once on the plane, the pair began to relax. Slowly they began to chat and Gordon explained more of the backstory behind the trafficking ring she’d found herself caught up in. She found the details to be incredibly terrifying and hoped aloud that she never ended up in a situation like that again. “Not on my watch Princess.” And they were both reminded of what had happened just after he called her that for the very first time.

Suddenly she leaned into him and dared to kiss the side of his neck and along his jawline. Gordon’s eyes closed and his voice was dangerously soft, “You really shouldn’t do that Princess.” “Are you going to stop me?” In response he turned his head towards her and found her lips hotly, urgently, the pent up passion of many months bubbling over. They spent the rest of the plane ride holding on to one another, sharing kisses and touches, and talking about the months previous. He laughed when he realized she was wearing those damn boots again. When the pilot announced they would be landing they pulled apart, reluctantly, and Adrienne smoothed her hair and reapplied lipstick that had long ago been kissed off. She became every inch the polished princess once more. And Gordon tried to push the image of her in nothing but her boots out of his mind.
The landing and trip to the hotel was uneventful, her initial diplomatic meetings bored her, but were quite successful, and she couldn’t wait to finally unwind and relax, hopefully in Gordon’s arms. They hadn’t spoken in hours, except for very cursory exchanges in public and wouldn’t be able to speak freely until Gordon had her safely ensconced in the hotel where the entire top suite was hers for the trip. Upon their arrival he insisted upon searching the entire suite for anything amiss and finally agreed with the impatient Adrienne that nothing was out of place.

Then and only then were they free once more. Adrienne had no idea just how Gordon would react to her actions so before he could even think to stop her she was nude save a tiny thong and barely there bra. She gave a little spin on her tip toes and then stood facing him, her chin lifted in the slightest of challenges. Gordon stared for a long moment before crossing the room to crush her in his embrace. Their lips met again, no less hungry than before and soon he he had stripped of the tiny encumbrances she wore before stopping to remove his own clothes. They fell into bed together and Gordon quickly found himself between her thighs tasting her the way a starving man first tastes food. She writhed beneath him, tangling her hands in his hair and cried out as she came for him. He slid up the bed now and pressing his weight into her, spoke, “Do you want me to fuck you Princess?” “Please fuck me, Sir.” Her voice was soft, but not meek, and there was a sparkle in her eyes that he loved to see. It was something he hadn’t seen in her at all until they were back together.

So he fucked her. Gently at first, teasing her, moving slowly and deliberately while she clung to his shoulders and begged him for more. “That’s right Kitten. Beg for me.” And with his words he felt her body spasm uncontrollably, but not quite reach that peak; that was when he drove his cock inside of her as she begged him to fuck her. Her pretty pussy didn’t want to let go of him and she was gasping for breath. He growled and tangled his fingers in her hair tilting her head back to kiss her neck and shoulders before pulling her back to look at him. “Come for me.” Adrienne cried out his name as she did.

He spanked her til her ass was on fire, she sucked him off. They fucked again and he took her ass while she fingered herself. They played the night away until, finally, exhausted they fell asleep again tangled in each other. Adrienne’s last coherent thought was that if doing this felt so right and was so good then why was it wrong? Just as his eyes closed Gordon wondered if he should tell her that he loved her.

#SOSS 9 – Games Week

SweeteN Dirty 
Now this sounds like a great game to potentially play with someone once you’ve established some consent, but haven’t gone too far in to the sexual side of you relationship. The minute they get too nervous everything stops; but here the participants don’t get too nervous at all and the result is a blowjob so hot that it makes me wish I had a cock so I could find the same experience. I never thought I’d have penis envy…lol

Morag’s Moist Musings
Two of my favorite things! Sex and video games! This was a delight to read pure and simple. This time I have spanking envy though. Thin walls and nosy neighbors…but any way back to the story; the biggest unanswered question for me is what game was he playing? My guess is a soccer game, perhaps hockey, or perhaps something with entirely different types of goals. No matter what the game was though, this was a hot story.

Molly’s Daily Kiss
I love the raw simplicity of this piece. I see what seems to be an obvious playfulness mixed with some serious spanking vibes. And that last line just makes me grin every time I read it. Winning stripes seemed fine to me!

Nina B
In this post I love that the beginning of things is all that we see, that the games to come are left to one’s imagination, although with her lovely cock peeking from beneath the tutu we can certainly have a good idea of where the games might go. Hats off to Nina for setting a spark to a flame.

Teachers Have Sex
Ah…nostalgia. And naked board games. It takes me back as well to a part of my own sexual history, although without the board games where I and a female friend pretty much kicked our male FWB out of his own bed to fuck and suck and my gods what a night that was. Thanks for bringing back that memory for me Jo!